Capacious Cranium

I'm a horrible person

I can't get my raps off

I can't get my thoughts off

I think too much

I fucking think everything's a fucking end to the world

When it's not the end of the world

The world is just beginning

I'm fucking up, I'm fucking up

I said, I said, I said

Shackled to the past

Found religion in bottom of flats

Nissan 19 delivery

A piece of a digital dash

You want respect to cash

Give me both it's a stick up

Put my will to your neck

Throw it all in a bag

Fuck the tag

Don't believe in prices

Stole the pad I used to write this

Play beats 'til my ears rang tinnitus

Hearing pays for a living

When I was 12 I wanted to be Biggie

Dreamed of Benz's in crisis

Now I won't be me, a man that's spending eons dreaming and writing

Anger doesn't speak politely

Polite don't get the point across

Ever since I started screaming in these raps the man arose with cause

Not seeking validation, trying to regain all the patience lost

Hard and spacious, waiting for a tenant to move in the lost

Capacious cranium, bigger than stadium

The fans gone, where have all the fans gone?

Tickets started selling short, had to burn the whole fort

Where have all the fans gone?

I said where have all the fans gone?

Started killing Satan, when the bottle touched the fucking gutter

Say my issues in the audio technica

Pitch it down in Dublin

Once I realized healing was an option

And they had to suffer

I sentenced my life to healing a hundred years with no stutter

Me and my brother made amends

He cooked, me supper

Many things to end and leave you better off a dumb fluster

Used to rub my arms along the carpet 'til the rug burn

The strangest things have happened in apartments

Word to both the duffers

Egg sheets, sardines and butter

Used to be my satiation in the morning

Shit's moving more efficiently with a rudder

Born again, I see a sarcoma, Christian me a lover

Born again, I see a sarcoma, Christian me a lover

Yeah, I said my outlook changed like I made a G-mail

We failed once, try again, never bail, a derail going down with this ship

If it sinks, then I sink too, to the bottom with the whales

Mariana Depth, poem ruse, can't be conscious in a nonsense world

Your blood pressure shoot, don't hold your breath, await for better days

Your face will turn blue, hope Elon must bite dust

Fall in a fucking pit if you on one of them twisted webs

Give it back kid, fuck y'all and them bucks

This world is lost on my trust

Ever since I learned what happened after darkening the dust

Just greedy, disgusted fucks, devoid of compassion and love

They all passing dirty bugs, burn them all and pull the plugs

The internet died seven years ago, it's just Robocodes and a loan

Frozen spirits and frigid souls, hold your tears 'til the funeral arrives

A world contrived by the billionaire's notions

Who died when the liars fixed they lips, demons in sheep's clothing

Goodbye to the prime of the civilized, I missed it

Goodbye to the sublime that only existed in pictures

The 90's look less depression and less scriptures

Rather live in the past but can't visit

I'd rather live in the past but can't visit